Moving Forward

Epilogue: Harry Johnson

3 years later

As the warm sun hit my back on a Saturday morning, I turn to look at the reason my heart beats every day. Chris was resting so peacefully with his head placed on his arm and his eyelids covering those beautiful sapphire eyes. I couldn't believe he was next to me and how much I have fallen so deeply in love with him. As I reached out to touch him, a small hand decided to slap against my face.

"Hmm," Gabriel moaned as he turned towards Chris again removing his hand from my face to softly placing it on his arm. He snuggled up to Chris and he accepted it wrapping his arm around the child. I sat up frustrated and rolled out of bed. I love Gabe but when he stays over, he wants Chris all to himself. He loves me too but not as much as Chris.

It's like the kid has a sense of when I'm trying to get close to him. Ever since he was a baby he could. The first time I kissed Chris in front of him, he cried until Chris kissed him. I guess because for the first year of his life, all he knew was Chris and his dad. So, when I asked Chris to move in with me a year later, he was not happy about it. Even though his dad moved into a new apartment the same year.

I groaned as I wiped the sleep from my face going towards the bathroom, until I felt a hand pull at my boxers. I looked over to see Chris slightly awake as he asked, "Where are you going?"

"To take a shower since the cockblocker won't let us have any fun," I whispered. He smiled looking from me to Gabe and said, "Give me 2 minutes and I'll be in there with you."

Now that was the morning I was hoping for! I grinned as I hopped towards the bathroom. It had been an entire week since Chris and I have done anything because Evan had to go out of town for a job convention. He was coming back tonight but a week has been torturous for me. Chris's attention has just been on Gabe and I was starting to feel neglected. It didn't matter now because I was going to get in some adult time whether it was a quickie or a long shower.

I waited and after 2 minutes I saw Chris slowly creep in the bathroom. Oh, how his body has gotten toner. His muscles and chest were my favorite but his newly defined abs just took the cake. However, underneath all that new muscle, still lied a softy.

"Okay, Gabe is in deep sleep," He whispered coming towards me, "We can do what we do best."

"Make one of the biggest men's wear company and make millions," I stated wrapping my arms around him and he laughed giving me a quick peck before wrapping his around my neck. After Chris graduated, we traveled together and he got to learn the ropes about business behind clothing. I also got him to pitch some of his designs for the company. Once we got them out to the public, they just started flying off the shelves. He was the first person of his class to make half a million dollars within his first 6 months of being a designer. Our investors liked them so much that Chris got to put on a runway show for New York Fashion Week.  

Even though he did like working, he loved being at home. Especially with Gabriel. That's why I never complained about him staying over because we aren't here that often and I know how much his relationship with Gabe means. However, right now was my time and I didn't want to waste it. I pulled him in closer, kissing him until we reached the marble counter. His fingers were already in my hair as I lifted him up on the sink. His legs interlocked around me and my hands found home on his caramel thighs.

"I'm so mad that we had to wear underwear to bed for a week," I whispered between kisses, "Why couldn't Gabe just stay in his room?"

"Because he loves us," He moaned as I attacked his neck, "and he wants to spend every moment he has with us. Fuck yes."

I slid my hand up his boxers, gripping onto his harden dick. I knew he wanted this like I did and proved it by attacking my neck. I removed my hand from his boxers and quickly pulled them from his body, exposing the lovely shaft that has given me plenty of orgasms over these past couple of years. I let my tongue find its way back to Chris's lips and then back towards his neck. I licked my way down that marvelous body and was rewarded with a satisfied moan for each sensitive point I hit. I spread his legs apart to get a better view of my next destination. I got down on my knees and watched as my boyfriend looked down on me, biting his lip in anticipation. I loved it when he looked at me that way and I couldn't wait to taste him.